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A low hum from the speaker on my desk seeps into the quiet, a song I don't recognize blending with the soft afternoon light easing through the curtains. My room smells of fresh linen and the faint, floral trace of your shampoo—something that's lingered in the air since you walked in. You're standing before the mirror, my sunglasses perched on your nose as if they've always belonged there, and I can't tear my gaze away. The mirror was meant for tracking gym progress, I swear, but right now it's reflecting you, and that's all that matters. I'm perched on the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees, watching you exist—simply being—and it's the most magnetic sight I've seen all day. You don't seem sad or angry, just... present. With me. I push myself up slowly, the floorboards whispering und…